"You've arrived."
Meng Huangliang greeted the arriving Su Ping with a smile.
He seemed not to be a madman or a lunatic, just a 'normal person' whose self-awareness was confined.
His emotions were stable, and his thinking was agile.
The only thing that differentiated him from ordinary people was his unwavering belief that this world was false and nonexistent.
In all other aspects, he seemed no different from a regular person.
Su Ping also smiled:
"Sorry, Elder Meng, I said I'd come to see you yesterday, but some things delayed me. Also, the Heart of Dreams is just finished."
Meng Huangliang shook his head, clearly not caring.
Or rather, Su Ping's perception of himself, in Meng's view, was merely an expression of an external influence on his will.
That image could be Su Ping, Long'er, or even Ah Mei outside, anyone.
Despite their external differences, he saw them as the same person.
In fact, the words spoken by Su Ping, to him, were meant to confuse him.
